Jack Frost x Reader

The Awakening

I feel something. Something inside of me. Like life.

There's a tingle in my spine. And I feel some clothing on my skin. Everything around me seems to disappear.

The cool weight around me melts away. I feel myself being lifted up.

I'm standing upright. No. Floating? I suddenly felt ground beneath me. My flats tapping lightly on the solid ground.

I finally open my eyes. I'm standing on a cliff, and it's an early sunrise. I see an ocean, crashing against the side of the rock. My gaze falls onto the rough surface beneath me. I see a chunck of rock missing from a part of the cliff.

'Where am I? Who am I? When am I?'

My gaze travels to my legs. I'm wearing pink flats, with ribons running up my legs. I'm wearing a short pink shorts/skirt, with pink tights underneath them (skirt). I'm wearing a long sleeve jacket over a strapless top. The top flittered out at the bottom. (Or whatever as long as it's pink). The tips of my hair were light shades of pink. Looking like silky cotton candy.

'I must've liked this colour.' My spine began tingling again.

I look over my shoulder and see two large wings. White. Angelic.

'Have I always had these?' I question.

I figured that I did and turned around. My eyes saw a large tree. It grew on this cliff, tall and proud. Some of it's roots grew out the side of the cliff.

It was amazingly gracefully. And a plaque was infront of it. It was white and had a shining metal plate onto of it.

I stepped towards the plaque and read the writing with the fading light of the setting sun.

"This plaque commemorates the death of a loved one. The people she helped find love funded the planting of this tree. Everyone misses her dearly, her brother loves her, always have always will. Rest in peace out little match maker-- (Y/n) (L/n)"

'Who's that?' I quarry.

A necklace lay in a glass case in the corner of the plaque. I run my hand over the polished glass. It seemed so familiar. The girl's name, stayed in my mind.

Hello.

"Who's there?" My voice ran through the darkness. The sun has set and only the moon light the cliffs.

I am Manny.

"Manny?"

Man in moon.

"I-I know you?"

All people like you do.

"Like me?"

Yes, the people have sacred duties, protect the children of the world and have festivities.

"Like who?" I wanted to know more.

Santa Clause, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, Sand Man, Jack Frost-

"Jack? I think I know that one-" A sudden memory strikes me, one of me singing. "Jack Frost nipping at your nose~"

Yes, but you are here now.

"Where is here?"

The city of (place) but you will not stay here.

"Where must I go?"

Spread love.

"Love."

Take this, your wrists may hold it. You know what to do, goodbye.

"Wait Manny! Don't leave, I don't want to be alone!"